One Ningluo Fruit allowed Ning Fan to improve his state of mind for fifty years, but he did not eat the Ningluo Fruit again.
The state of mind has now reached the level of the peak of soul fusion, which is consistent with the cultivation level... One step further, it is the golden elixir, and you have to face the inner demon.
In this way, the Mingluo Fruit can only be eaten when it is actually forming a pill.
Mingque was still in a coma and undergoing transformation, but Ning Fan was unwilling to stay in the grave. After entering the Underworld Tomb for a few days, perhaps the ancestor of the Fire Cloud Sect had already collected the elixirs of the Solid Infant Pill and the Corpse Life Pill. It was time to return to the sect to refine the elixirs for them and start to deal with the war after March!
He took one last look at the sleeping Mingque, who was as bright and clear as a petite princess...
This little girl seems to make me instinctively like her...I don't know why. Just like that Ming Luo, the majestic Ming Luo tree spirit, the supreme figure of Ming Tomb, but he regards this girl as a junior.
The power of demons and ghosts is really a strange power...it makes people unable to think of harm.
"I am leaving..."
He turned around and left with Ming Luo's clone. When it left, Mingque's eyelashes twitched and he wanted to open his eyes, but he was too tired.
"Brother Pancake... Baby Xuan... Baby Yun... I'll give them all to you..." She talked in her sleep, but Ning Fan did not hear her sleep talk as she left.
The short old man Ming Luo drove Ning Fan away from Ming Luo's grave on a fairy cloud. Ning Fan informed Ming Luo about the incarnation's retreat in the volcano, and the true soul also said that it would be returned after three months... In this regard, Ming Luo hesitated slightly, but did not care too much about the true soul. With his cultivation level, Ning Fan in black would not be able to leave the ninth floor of the Underworld Tomb without his permission, so he was not worried about the black man escaping with his true soul.
The person who escorted Ning Fan away was still a short old man, but this time, Ming Luo was more cautious... He almost used up all the power of the demon soul, and the clone's strength reached the fifth level of Shattering the Void! He is not afraid of meeting the old man with snake scales again!
On the ninth floor of the underworld tomb, rain comes out of nothing, the divine will of magic.
On the eighth floor of the Underworld Tomb, the rain that goes against the sky implies the ambition to conquer the sky against the sky, and is integrated into the son of the bird god, who has the meaning of 'rebellion' in his life.
Ning Fan left in the opposite direction and looked at the rain again. Because the time was different, the purpose was different, and the mood was different, the rain was also different again.
That rain lingered in Ning Fan's heart for a long time. From the eighth layer of rain, he gained the confidence to slay his inner demons. The only way to avoid losing one's emotions and form elixirs is to have this state of mind.
"The heart of defying heaven and conquering the blue..." Ning Fan dressed in white clothes, slowly closed his eyes, and felt in the rain.
On the seventh floor of the Underworld Tomb, the thunderstorm blended into the fighting spirit of Que Shenzi throughout his life.
On the sixth floor of the Underworld Tomb, the rain of swords was integrated into the life of Que Shenzi's intention to kill.
The fifth floor of the Underworld Tomb is the place where Bing Yu and the divine will of rain first condensed.
The fourth level, autumn rain. The third level is a rainless realm. The second level, Xia Yu. The first layer, spring rain.
Ning Fan walked back in the opposite direction and stood beside the teleportation array on the first floor of the Underworld Tomb, thinking deeply. The first layer of rain seems to be the same as the ninth layer, just like all the rain, after a circle, returns to the starting point... The raindrops seem to be the same, but one is rain, and the other is transformed by the will of God.
The cultivation of the Divine Will of Rain is like a circle. It can be perfected by integrating it into one's own Taoist heart and cultivating back to the starting point. Today, Ning Fan has condensed his divine will, but he has not yet completed the circle... This circle can only be completed after he becomes a god and understands the way of heaven.
Because that circle, that circle, implies the original face of heaven.
Fifty years of improved mental state made Ning Fan still look thin, but no longer immature. At the age of eighteen, he is no longer a boy, but a young man wearing white clothes and smiling.
"Senior Ming Luo, I have some misunderstandings with you when I enter the Ming Tomb, but I have gained a lot of benefits from you. Again, thank you very much."
He cupped his fist at Ming Luo, turned around and stepped into the teleportation array, and was teleported away by the power of the void.
"Haha, if you have a chance, come back and see Mingque... That little girl seems to like you very much." Ming Luo's feelings towards Ning Fan have improved a lot after seeing Ning Fan's methods and character several times. many.
The sword thought cut off the old man's soul with snake scales.
Five rounds of alchemy.
Suppress the poison.
The strange dissipation of Ming Luo's illusion.
And, the young man in white in front of him condensed into an... incarnation in black!
The incarnation was completely condensed and there was no longer any flaw... something that even the old monster Suixu may not be able to do, Ning Fan did it!
"This son is extraordinary and has good conduct. It is enough for Mingque... But, we still have to wait until Mingque grows up..." Ming Luo looked at the place where Ning Fan left and showed a rare broad smile. Mingque's virtual poison suppressed him, and he was in a good mood.
"But...that little demon Sheji dared to plot against me before...this account cannot be ignored!"
A cold light flashed in Ming Luo's eyes. He hadn't been really angry for a long time. It was time to start a rain of blood on the eighth floor of Ming Luo!
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With a flash of light, Ning Fan appeared in the Tuyuan Palace, while outside, Zhihe and the other girls, who had left the Ming Tomb according to his order, stood there.
Zhi He was very worried, Lan Mei was very worried, and even Si Wuxie, who had something wrong, was slightly worried. However, the moment Ning Fan left the formation, his brows relaxed a little.
"Brother Fan, you're out... Are you okay... Hey, you seem to be a different person..." Zhihe looked at Ning Fan, who was dressed in white and smiling without saying a word, with a slightly strange expression.
In just a few days, Ning Fan's body had undergone too many transformations. Zhi He saw the clues, and Lan Mei was slightly aware of it, but neither of them understood.
Yan Bai, on the other hand, felt a calm aura in Ning Fan. He didn't say it on his face, but he was quite surprised in his heart. Ning Fan's eyes were so calm, and in just a few days, he seemed to be in a graveyard, and his mood suddenly improved. Not only has his state of mind improved, but his cultivation has also reached the level of half-step golden elixir from the peak of soul fusion... He has even condensed a fake elixir in his body!
"This boy is not far away from forming a pill!" Yan Bai's eyes narrowed, and his fear of Ning Fan became even deeper.
As for Xue Qing, from Ning Fan, he smelled a hint of...the scent of the ten thousand-year elixir! With the improvement of alchemy skills, Ning Fan's temperament seems to be more mundane, which ordinary people cannot see, but Xue Qing, a third-level alchemist, is vaguely aware of it.
The elixir of ten thousand years, the temperament of an alchemy master... everything made Xue Qing's eyes blazing. He guessed that Ning Fan's alchemy skills must have improved again. The underworld grave is even lower. Is there any chance that he can improve his alchemy skills?
"Hey... I missed the opportunity... If I had known that I could improve my alchemy skills, even if I died, I would have gone down with the master to have a look." Xue Qing regretted greatly.
In the end, he didn't even guess that Ning Fan's alchemy skills broke through to level five. But Ning Fan will probably tell him about this matter soon.
Scanning the paper crane, Ning Fan felt a faint sense of things being right and people being different... In the outside world, only a few days had passed, but in the dream, he was alone, having spent fifty years killing...
"By the way, Brother Fan, what happened when you asked us to leave the Tomb of the Underworld? Were you in danger? Old Qingtou told us, was it dangerous for you to go... Where..." The paper crane still looked worried.
Being called "Old Qingtou" by Zhihe, Xue Qing looked extremely ugly, but he could only smile. His wife called him whatever she liked, but he had no choice but to continue.
"Well, there was a little danger...but it's all over." Ning Fan smiled slightly and caressed Zhihe's hair lovingly, making Zhihe blush in front of everyone.
She is also fourteen years old, with breasts that are slightly firm, already somewhat slim, and she has developed the spirit-melting skills. She is no longer that silly little girl, and has completely become a girl with bright eyes and good eyesight.
Without the paper crane, Ning Fan might have died in the Hehuan Sect. Without the paper crane, he would never have embarked on the path of cultivating demons. Since he met Zhihe, Ning Fan's fate has changed again and again...and this time, Zhihe has become the inner demon...
Ning Fan didn't tell Zhihe about everything, he just smiled.
Smiling is an expression and has nothing to do with mood. He smiled not because he was not worried, but because he didn't want Zhihe to worry.
"It's been a long time since I practiced dual cultivation..." He suddenly laughed at Zhihe.
This teasing made Zhihe blush instantly, with embarrassment and embarrassment. As for Lan Mei, her eyes were slightly envious and resentful...
As for Xue Qing, he gave Ning Fan a thumbs up secretly.
As expected of the master, he is really thick-skinned. He dares to talk about dual cultivation in front of others... He is just like Old Devil Han, with the same evil deeds!
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That night, in the Shuangxiu Palace, Ning Fan and Zhihe slept together. From time to time in the courtyard, irritating moans could be heard...
Three days later, Patriarch Jingzhuo finally collected enough medicinal materials, possessed Mrs. Yunhua, and came to the Ghost Bird Sect.
In the Ghost Bird Sect, the last thing... is for Jing Zhuo to refine the Infant Transformation Pill, the Infant Solid Pill, and the Corpse Life Pill. The Corpse Life Pill is only a third-level pill, but the Huaying Pill and the Solid Infant Pill are both fourth-level elixirs... Using Ning Fan's fifth-level alchemy technique, it takes less time to refine the two types of elixirs. ! Half a month is enough to refine two fourth-level elixirs!
The only thing that needs to be taken just in case is to set up a formation to isolate the fourth-turn elixir from the strange phenomena of the elixir... The strange phenomena in the sky and the earth are too big. Ning Fan doesn't want people to know about it. Ning Zun of the Ghost Bird Sect, He is a fourth-level alchemist, the Black Demon of Ning.
This matter can no longer be hidden after the battle at Jiyinmen, but at least at this moment, it should not be leaked. To avoid letting Old Demon Ziyin know about it, it would only increase the variables...
The infant-level formation in the Alchemy Palace was arranged by the ancestor of the Ghost Bird's Lower Realm. After Ning Fan's modifications, the formation was of a higher grade, with the defective areas perfected, and it also had the magical effect of isolating the fourth-level alchemy energy.
In this way, there will be less trouble in the catastrophe, but it will be a lot more relaxed...
And Ning Fan specifically allowed Xue Qing to enter the alchemy room to observe his own alchemy!
This incident made Xue Qing extremely excited. He finally had the opportunity to observe Ning Fan refining the fourth-turn elixir!
A fourth-level alchemist, a person who is treated politely by Yuanying monks.
The fifth-level alchemist, the god-transformation monk, and the master are all polite!
Ning Fan passed on the first four turns of the "Nine Turns of River Cart" alchemy technique to Xue Qing.
And just after opening the furnace, introducing the earth fire, and throwing in the medicinal materials, Xue Qing was shocked to find that five round shadows condensed between Ning Fan's fingers. He was able to control the earth fire with ease and refine the fourth-level elixir with ease!
"Master...Master, you...you have broken through to the level five alchemist!"
Xue Qing was shocked!
Although fourth-level alchemists are rare, there are tens of thousands of them in the Eight Hundred Cultivation Kingdom of the Rain Realm. It is only in the remote place of Yue that they are rare and precious. But there are only a few hundred fifth-level alchemists in the entire Rain Realm. Each one of them is honored as a guest by the Rain Palace, and can even be received by the God Emperor of the Rain Realm!
The young man in white with a calm smile in front of him has become a fifth-level alchemist before he is 18 years old? !
A fifth-level alchemist who is less than 10 years old... If this matter comes out, the entire alchemy world of the Rain World will definitely cause a sensation... Even if it is the only seventh-level alchemist in the Rain Palace - 'Alchemy Saint' Yun Baitian has traveled thousands of miles to come and see Ning Fan, the genius of alchemy.
It will not be a problem for Ning Fan to break through the sixth-level alchemy in this life, and he may even have a chance to become the second-ranked alchemist in the Rain Realm...the seventh-level alchemist!
"Don't make a fuss, quickly observe and practice the nine-turn technique as a teacher... In the future, you will also have the opportunity to achieve the fifth-turn state."
Ning Fan shook his head. Xue Qing's persistence in alchemy is destined to lead to long-term development after being trained by him... However, this person must first change his startled personality, and his courage... Titi!
